Chapter Four: Headaches
I groan as I wake up, finding myself in pitch darkness. I shudder. "Doctor…."
No answer. I feel a bit dizzy and putting my hand to my head I feel wetness I put it to my mouth and then spit it out. Blood. Sometime during all that I must have taken a really nasty hit to the head. I see a light coming from somewhere down a hallway, I think and I call out, "Doctor…."
The Doctor has a torch in his hands, "Mack…..you're awake."
"Well duh. I could have told you that. I am also bleeding all over the place."
"Can't have that can we?" He reached over and grabbed up a first aid kit and opened it up. He unrolls a thing of gauze and bandages and proceeds to bind me up. "Anything broken, Mack?"
"I don't think so. Just bleeding from my head, that's all."
"Hmm, well we need to get you stitched up. You have a nasty cut on your head. The bandage should help till we get you to the TARDIS infirmary. Just once I wish Martha Jones was here."
"Who's she?" I never heard the Doctor mention anyone else before, besides Rose, so I latch on quickly on who this other person might be.
"A doctor, but she's busy right now. I'll have to work on this myself Mack. Come on."
I manage to get up off the floor, "Doctor, why is it so dark in here?"
"We've lost power. Something has drained the TARDIS of her power. We'll have to look into that, won't we? But first thing's first, we get your head fixed."
"Nothing wrong with my head, Doctor." I mutter, not liking his tone or choice of words.
He grins at me, "Yea there is; you've got a nasty cut. Besides I know what I am doing."
"Sure you do." I state sarcastically. "First you poke at my head mentally and now you're poking at it physically, why am I not surprised!"
We traverse the corridors of the darkened TARDIS and manage to find the infirmary in the darkness. He grabs what looks like a syringe and fills it with something. My eyes go wide.
"Don't be such a Scaredy Cat, Mack. I have to inject this into you, not unless you want to feel me putting stitches in your head."
I cringe at the thought and the Doctor smiles as he gently unwraps the bandages and gauze around my head and carefully injects the numbing agent into my scalp, "Wait a minute, isn't there that new stuff that doctors use where you don't have to stitch up my head."
"Now why would I use that? Besides this is more fun."
I cough, "Oh no you don't. If you can do this without stitching my head together, do it."
The Doctor sighs, "Fine. You're no fun Mack. It's been a long time since I actually stitched a person up."
He takes another syringe. I frown, "I thought you already injected me with something."
"I did Mack, but I have to make sure you don't get an infection. You don't want to get an infection and die do you?"
"No."
"Then stop fretting,"
"I am not fretting; it's my head you know and I am fond of my head actually being intact."
"Geeze Mackenzie, I am not going to behead you."
I smile lightly, "I don't know I have my doubts."
The Doctor grins and he takes out what looks like glue, "I'll just have to superglue ya together."
"WHAT!"
"You said you didn't want me to stitch you together, and I quite agree this is better, thanks for thinking of the idea, Mack."
I lower my voice, "Fine you can stitch me up."
The Doctor nods and proceeds to go to work on my head; five and a half stitches later, he looks over his handy work. "Not bad. Bit out of practice."
"Let me see…." I am scared to wonder if the Doctor hasn't made a mess out of my head. He holds up the mirror and the torch and lets me take a look. He grins, "There now, I didn't mess up your head."
There is a low moan and the Doctor cringes.
"What's that?"
The Doctor sighs, "The TARDIS is in pain, she's losing power. Something outside is bleeding her, much like a leech draining her dry. I am not sure if it's because we landed somewhere outside of the vortex or somewhere inside the vortex."
"Inside, outside; what's the difference?" I am slightly confused at the Doctor's words.
"Well if we are outside of the space time vortex then it's not that big a problem. It simply means that we have an anomaly somewhere in time and space. But if we are still inside the vortex then it could mean anything. We could be inside a piece of a reality that has managed to exist inside the space time vortex. That might explain the reason why the TARDIS is being leeched of its energy. In fact I am almost certain that is the case. Come on let's go see what's outside and figure out where we are."
I follow the Doctor to the console room. There is pounding on the TARDIS door. Someone is trying to break in. The Doctor's eyes narrow. "Someone or something's out there Mack. I am willing to bet they are waiting for us to emerge."
"So what are we going to do?"
The Doctor grins, "We say hello to the neighbors."
I am about to protest but before I can say a word the Doctor throws open the door…
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A/N: Finally managed to do a chapter. Sorry it has taken me so long to type up more to my stories. I got kind of caught up in a very serious YouTube addiction of my own accord. I have managed to make a number of fan vids and I am quite proud of them. So if you happen to go to YouTube please look up my account, CuteGallifreyian
